Goodbye for now, crazy mane

Being a chick, my hair is very important to me and I don’t allow just anyone to mess with it.  I vet all salons and hairdressers carefully and, once I find one I love, I am very loyal.  I also tip between 35-50%.  This is very important because it makes me a priority client and my hairdresser will go tons of extra miles for me.  She stays late, comes to my house off-hours, reduces her rate and, basically, does anything she can to make me happy and keep me as a client.  I am a very good client to have but, even after all that, I am still powerless once I sit in that chair and have that nasty cape clipped on.

I’ve been seeing Maria for a couple of years now and have followed her to three different salons (hairdressers move a lot and I have never figured out why) and have been very satisfied with her.  She knows what I want and has always delivered.  Yesterday I went in for a regular trim, nothing new, just keep same as always.  I don’t know if she forgot or if she was in a bad mood or thought she knew better.  At any rate, she took tons of body out, reducing my hair to a sleek straight choppy look.

I don’t have the time or interest to straighten my hair every day; I have accepted it is thick and wild and kind of curly.  Why can’t she?  I’m told change is good; but is it always?  I finally made peace with my hair by working with it and not fighting its natural tendencies.  What say you?

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